Candy

My ex-wife is a delicate creature

When she’d step on my bare feet

In her Soviet issue boots

She would often apologize

She wanted to teach me a lesson

In human emotional constraint

And I do believe she was successful

You who know me now

With hole in my chest

And at ninety-one foot pounds

Cannot imagine the soul and total rearrangement

She undertook in me before she left

E-mail: kingconerman@aol.com


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